#p:rory

[hijackofcentral]

Under Seige | Tommy and Rory

Tommy took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, staring at the various spreadsheets open on his computer. He’d stayed late at the office again, hoping to figure out some way to use more of the company funds to help fund the anti-ARGUS operations that he knew were going the on throughout the city. But he’d already had to siphon a lot of his personal funds into secret accounts, just in case of a raid or his arrest. If he was arrested, the money would automatically be sent to accounts in several of his associates names.

Recently, he’d felt ARGUS’ presence in his life more than ever. He was being followed, his business was up for federal investigation... He knew that he had a matter of days until they came for him, and he was trying to ensure that things would still run in his absence.

He was about to get back to work when he received a notification that someone was in the elevator on the way to his office. Tapping a few keys, he pulled up the surveillance feed and let out a sigh of relief. It was Rory. He rose from the chair, walking over to the door of his office and pulling it open with a smirk on his face. 

“What brings you here?”

@auroraxjett

[itsashtonvause]

Cookie Delivery || Rory & Ashton

Forty-five minutes after her last message, Ashton pulled up in front of Rory's place in an old beat up gray charger. She grabbed the cookies from the passenger and stepped out of her car. She regretted not wearing her boots when she took a step towards the place and she slipped on some ice, falling back, the box off cookies falling into a snow drift next to her.

[christianremington]

FTF || Cory 10.07

Christian had been more than thankful for a night of easy homework, entirely ready to lounge on the couch and catch up on what was happening in the tv world. His conversation with Rory had been an unexpected one a few nights prior, but a welcomed one at that. He had meant it every time he told her he didn't want anyone else, though now that he pretty much had her it was a bit different than he had expected. Her need to dominate was something he had an idea of prior to the phone call, though the details of how many and the very real possibility of her having a submissive and a boyfriend made it a bit more interesting. Either way, he was happy. Christian flopped on his couch, shirt off, as he flipped through various channels.

[christianremington]

FTF || Cory 9.19

Christian was tired of being cooped up in his suite and had found himself outside, walking his usual route that he ran. The air outside had gotten colder, despite the fact that fall wasn't technically starting for another few days. He had been isolating himself again, something that he really needed to stop doing. After his last text from Rory, he couldn't help but grin like an idiot. Whatever this thing was with her, he had missed it- missed her- that was for sure. He sent her a quick "On my way" before locking his phone and slipping it into his pocket. He had heard of the switch wide though knew better by now than to talk to Rory about it. Passing by some flowers that hadn't died from the cold, he scooped up a small handful and carried them to her room. Christian knocked when he got there, waiting for Rory to answer the door.

[toby-johnson]

Salt In The Wounds || Toby & Rory

Toby sat on her bed with her knees tucked into her chest and her arms wrapped around her legs tight. Her face was puffy, her eyes were red and her cheeks were still wet from the tears she had been crying for the last couple of days. She twirled the card between her fingers that she had received with the number of the cop that had come to her house. That morning she had gone down to the police station to answer questions about her father, her mother, what may have happened, etc. but there was not much Toby could do now; there was nothing actually. She wanted nothing more than to be with her mother and to feel her arms around her. She kept thinking about the memories she had of her mother sitting with a 6 year old Toby in her bright pink bedroom, brushing her hair before she went to bed and when her father was at a bar or something. They were the best moments; those moments and the times where her father was happy. 

There were rare days that came maybe once a year, sometimes more, where Toby's father would be affectionate and caring and kind to the two of them. No hints of hatred at all, just love. Toby remembered once, her parents were dancing in the lounge one night. She was sitting on her laptop in there too and they were actually seemingly happy... then the next day it all went back to normal. Toby hated it. 

Her thoughts were cut short as she heard a knock at her door and Toby climbed off of her bed, rubbing her eyes and the tears as she headed to the door. She took a deep breath and opened it, seeing Rory and almost instinctively, Toby grabbed the taller girl and hugged her, holding her tightly and wanting to cry more but trying hard to hold it in. "Thank you for coming over." She mumbled. 

[christianremington]

FTF || 08.21

Christian had completely forgotten that he had offered Rory a massage, and was surprised when she had texted him to take him up on the offer. Over the last week he had been nothing short of distracted- football was going great, school was a bit harder than what he was used to but he was managing. It was the fact that he had chosen to dominate Jordan. He was nervous as hell about it, if he were to be honest with himself for even half a second. Rory would be an excellent distraction. Though he was worried about her as well. He had been googling like a madman after she fell down, trying to get a heads up as to what was possibly going on with her. There was one thing that continued to come up predominantly on his screen, though it was an answer that he didn't want to accept. He showered after practice before making his way to Rory's suite.

[christianremington]

FTF || Cory 08.14

Christian was hesitant to accept the dinner invitation from Rory earlier that week, not entirely convinced that it was a good idea. She had apologized which had meant a lot, of course, but their last encounter had left him feeling a little off for the last few days. He didn't like how ugly it had gotten so fast, especially when he really was concerned with her. People didn't just faint for no reason, and he had let her leave out of anger. And for that, he felt a little bit guilty. The Dom knocked on her door, waiting for Rory to open it and to start their night. Despite everything, he still was excited to hang out with her.

[findingskyler]

Falling Slowly || Rory & Skyler

Walking into her closet, Skyler scooted her hangers across the rack trying to decide what to wear. Letting out a small huff, she threw hands up in air in defeat. The brunette couldn't help but want to look her best for Rory since she felt like she'd disappointed the young older male. Finally deciding to where a simple dress, she practically ran to get ready since she had less than twenty minutes to do so. However, Skyler unfortunately in her rush state tripped over Beaux, her evil cat, which ended up with a long claw mark down her leg. A few curse words slipped out of the young brunette's mouth as she leaned back to smack the cat—Beaux had slowly vanished into the kitchen. A long sigh escaped her lips as she went to the bathroom getting changed and bandaging up her new wound. Somehow the brunette felt as if tonight was going to be a long night, but she had to think positive and not negative since she was going to back the best of her opportunity.

Twenty minutes later, the young female stared at her reflection halfway satisfied with her appearance but couldn't help but mentally curse the white fur ball she called Satan. Hearing the door bell ring, Skyler's face brightened and tried to not to sprint down the hallway to her front door. Opening it up, she was met face to face with none other that Rory. “Hiya, handsome”, she replied with a small smile giving him a small peck on the lips. At her actions, a blush appeared on the brunette's face sometimes this new found confidence she'd built up surprises even her at time—okay most of the time since Skyler was used to being the awkward teenager. Maybe this was Skyler growing into an adult finally becoming her own person. “Anyway, are you ready to go?”, she asked, grabbing her coat before Jasper ran outside of the apartment door. Sighing, she picked him up before throwing him back into the apartment and locking her door. “Sorry about that.”, she replied shortly before continuing